Oh Holden

I see you rotting
in that madman place,

I see you
being modest, honest, and a liar.

I hear you
tell us your devastating story,

I hear you criticize;
criticize your brother, your father, your mother.

I see you, I hear you,
behave like a child, act irresponsible, and act immature.

I see you wanting to raise the white flag,
I hear you scream,
but your ignored, unacknowledged.

I see you chained
to that place of insanity.

Oh Holden, if only
you listened, you heard, you saw,
you wouldn’t be telling us,
about your tragedy.